Remembering making love to her on the deck got my cock all excited. Softly stroking myself while those memories drifted around in my head was pure ple...sure. The thought of holding her in my arms, feeling the softness of her skin against mine, the swell of her breasts under my hands, tasting the sweetness of her juices as I lay harboured between her silky thighs, having her cunt demand my manhood, sharing our climaxes together. Those were some things that I could really get used to.But laying at. Why are you here chained up with me?”Sebastian cleared his throat in the background “I shall leave you two ladies alone for the moment. Undoubtedly there is much you wish to talk about privately. I shall return in due course.” His footsteps receded from the chamber.“Becky! Becky why are you here? Have you done something wrong?”“Probably my love but that’s not why I’m here. I’m here because I asked to be here. I’m spending the night with you. Is that all right?”“Of course it is! I was feeling so. The hymnal was opened to the hymn "His eye is on the sparrow", and my uneasiness waxed immensely as I read the following underlined words " I KNOW he watches me."It was at this moment that I nearly lost my mind entirely for I heard a loud screech behind me, and as I turned to face what I wholeheartedly believed was the current landowner (though no one in town could say who that was), I instead came to face a procession of white robed people who seated themselves in the loft above the pews,. I found his rose colored ass hole and poked in just a little and he moaned loudly and pushed my head further onto his throbbing cock. When he came close to cumming I grabbed the lube from his bedside table and kissed is balls once then turned around and begged him to fill me with cum. He rubbed lube all over his cock and my ass hole (we had eventually decided that condoms weren’t need sense we were both virgins). I was going crazy with his touch and he knew it. He poked his finger all the way.